After a few exchanges, the man left to chat with others.
As soon as the man left, several more people approached Yu Ting, each holding a glass of wine.
They seemed to be aware of Yu Ting's poor drinking capacity, so there was an air of coaxing her to drink more.
Yu Ting really wasn't a big drinker. After a few toasts, her glass was still more than half full, which was rather frustrating to see.
"President Yu, why do you drink so little? It's quite disturbing to see. Come on, let's continue drinking." A slightly plump man stood across from Yu Ting, his honest face brimming with a cheery expression. He topped off his empty glass and prepared to toast to Yu Ting once again.
Yu Ting had already downed several rounds with him, and with others before him. She was really unable to drink any more. The buzz she was familiar with was creeping up again. She waved her hand whilst chuckling lightly, "I can't drink anymore, I can't handle much."
Tsk.
